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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:31:46 GMT -5
Match 5: Latino vs. Jonny Spade (Credit: Daredevil) McNally: Well as you just saw there we have the mouth-watering prospect next of Latino vs. Jonny Spade Edison: But what Latino has to watch out for here is not only Damien, but that Jonny aligned himself with those damn Untouchables not a month ago! Philip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Firstly making his way to the ring, from Toronto, Canada, weighing at 240 lbs...Jonny Spade! ’Bodies’ by Drowning Pool hits and Jonny Spade appears at the top of the ramp, being closely followed by his student, Damien. The fans don’t like the action of Jonny and Damien, as they taunt the fans whilst jogging down the ramp to the ring. Damien climbs up the steps, sitting down on the ropes to let his teacher and fellow Untouchable member into the ring. Jonny climbs through the ropes, and throws his arms up AJ Styles-style, maintaining a steady jogging on the spot stance as he prepares for his opponent.Philip: And his opponent, from New York Citah! Also weighing at 240 lbs, Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatino!!!! The fans burst into a huge cheer as ‘OoooooOOOOooooOoOoh Latino!’ hits on the PA system. It bursts into the non-lyrical version of Lowrider by War, at which point Latino makes his way through the curtains to the adoring fans. He smiles as he struts down to the ring very much like another famous Hispanic wrestler that shan’t be named, but as he reaches the bottom of the ramp he stops, pointing at Damien. The referee asks Damien to leave the ring and the youngster reluctantly does so, allowing Latino to enter the ring. He eyes Jonny as Philip slowly leaves the ring, allowing the match to start.Bell Rings. Jonny immediately runs at Latino, causing the Puerto Rican to stumble out the way. He looks back at Jonny, and is slightly concerned as the Canadian smirks at him. The two begin to lock up, and Latino manages to plant Jonny with a Vertical Suplex. Latino swings back to his feet, but before he can capitalize Jonny is already up, and ready to battle once again. Jonny throws Latino at the ropes, and hits him with a powerful dropkick. Latino falls to the canvas but is up almost straight away. The two lock up a second time and this time neither wrestler can gain the advantage. McNally: Now they lock up again. And Latino looks like he really wants this win Edison: But Jonny Spade there is trying to take the advantage, look! Jonny tries getting in a couple of shots at Latino’s abdomen but he plays through the pain, managing to force Jonny into the corner, still locked up. Jonny slowly reverses it, and manages to take the hold from Latino’s neck to Latino’s stomach, delivering a couple of headbutts in that area. The referee comes over, forcing Jonny off as the hold surpasses the count of five, and Jonny reluctantly does so. He turns around, walking back and giving Latino some time to recover but underestimates the timing, turning around to get a huge clothesline to the neck. The crowd urges Latino on as he slowly makes it up to his feet, looking at Jonny’s body as he rests in the corner. Jonny makes it back to his feet and quickly jolts his head around, watching Latino in the corner. McNally: The psychological battles between these two have been extremely tense ever since this rivalry started. Edison: Like when they screwed each other out of the Emperor of the Ring tournament? McNally: Precisely. The two lock up again, and this time Latino easily wins the bout, throwing Jonny at the ropes. He catches Jonny in a Northern Lights Suplex hold, and pulls it off perfectly, rolling over and making the pin. Jonny kicks out at two, sending an ‘ooh’ through the arena. Latino simply jumps back up to his feet, lifting Jonny up by his head. However Jonny attempts battling back, and begins punching Latino in the stomach. Latino is now bending over treating his stomach, and he is now very vulnerable as Jonny views his options. He goes for the Canadian Backbreaker into Backbreaker (S-Drop 1) but Latino flips Jonny over his head with a hurricarana, again spurring a cheer from the fans. McNally: The match is very much in Latino’s hands now. Can he capitalize on this position? Edison: I hope not, I have money on Jonny winning! Come on Spade, win the match!!! McNally: Shut up… Latino is fully pumped up as he kicks the sitting-down Jonny in the back. Jonny wails in pain, falling to his back and this allows Latino to make the cover, but for Jonny to kick out. Jonny rolls out the ring, taking time to recover but Latino doesn’t like the time-wasting, and grabs Jonny by his hair through the ropes. However Damien comes to Jonny’s aid, sneaking up and hitting a cheap shot in the face of Latino, away from the referee. The crowd jeer as Jonny slips back into the ring, and throws Latino into the corner. He puts Latino on the top rope, going for the Towerhacker Bomb, but Latino manages to stop Jonny doing the move, before hitting a huge Tornado DDT himself! McNally: My god! What an amazing move by Latino! Edison: That was one of the greatest moves I have ever seen in my entire life, ever! Latino makes the cover, but Jonny manages to get a shoulder up to the surprise of the fans. Latino is slightly annoyed, but lifts Jonny up and throws him at the ropes. Jonny this time plants Latino with a firm Neckbreaker, and follows it up with a swift climb to the top rope, followed by a leg drop. Jonny covers the leg but Latino kicks out, to a good reception from the fans. The two make it to their feet and Latino attempts to fight back, but Jonny hits him with an Arn Anderson-style Spinebuster out of the blue. This surprises and angers the fans, who show their feelings towards Jonny. Damien just stands on the apron, shouting abuse but the fans don’t care and continue jeering Jonny as he prepares for the Spear. Latino makes it to his feet and Jonny runs at him…but Latino catches him around the neck, signaling for the Three Shots! He hits this first one, twists the hips. Hits the second one, twists up for the third. He goes for the third one, but Jonny manages to escape, hitting Jonny with a low blow unseen by the referee. McNally: Damn that Jonny! And the referee didn’t even see it! Edison: Who cares? Eddie’s getting a brand new pair of sunglasses when Jonny wins this, I tell ya!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:32:22 GMT -5
Fans begin jeering as Jonny throws Latino hard at the ropes, giving him a knee to the stomach. He hits a stiff DDT, applying pressure to the back on the neck by holding his other elbow on the neck. Jonny rolls Latino onto his back, and points to the top rope. Latino slowly makes it to his feet, and Jonny knocks him down with a flying dropkick. 480 lbs slamming to the ring isn’t kind on the ring itself, and it shudders as the two land. Jonny scrambles over, hooking the leg but once again Latino gets a shoulder up, making sure he is still firmly in this match. Jonny however is irate that he couldn’t finish the match, and lifts Latino to his feet. He goes for an Irish Whip, but Latino reverses it. Jonny however slides out the ring, taunting Latino. Latino just smiles and delivers a baseball slide that knocks Jonny down, then proceeds to climb the turnbuckle. He goes for the Houston Hangover but Jonny manages to catch him in midair, giving him a shuddering Powerbomb into the turnbuckle post.
McNally: That move was sickening!
Edison: Too right, it brings back memories of that Hell in a Cell match a couple of months ago…
The camera cuts to a ringside view, where Jonny is beating down on Latino, with Damien in the background cheering him on. Latino tries to get back up but Jonny just takes him back down with an uppercut. As Jonny beats down, Latino slowly gains some energy back, and is able to throw Jonny off the steel steps and over the barricade into the fans. Latino climbs to his feet, and takes Damien down with a huge flying clothesline. Latino then looks at Jonny, and looks at the turnbuckle, he points to it, forming a smile from his face and a cheer from the fans, and he slides into the ring. He runs at the turnbuckle, jumping onto it and launching himself in a spectacular suicide dive over the aisle way. Some fans ponder whether or not he has the distance to connect with Jonny, but their questions are soon answered as Latino connects with Jonny, taking him down to the floor.
McNally: Now Latino has it! Latino just damn near killed himself with that move! The match is over, the match is over!
Edison: But wait, there’s Damien!
And indeed it is. The student jumps over the barricade, lifting Jonny up to his feet as the referee’s count hits ‘6’. Damien panics as he forces Jonny over the barricade, and slips him into the ring as the referee hits ‘8’. Jonny slowly gets up as the 9 is spoken, and it looks over when comically he staggers around, falling through the ropes and to the outside. The crowd laugh as Damien throws a temper, knowing that his master should have won it there and then. Instead Damien gets the ring bell to the head, as Latino again takes him down. The crowd once again cheers as Latino lifts Jonny up, putting him between his legs. He lifts the Canadian up in a vertical position, and smashes his head down to the mat, completing the Piledriver finish. Latino rolls Jonny into the ring, making the pin but Jonny gets a shoulder up milliseconds before the three count.
McNally: Wow that was close. Jonny should never have been able to kick out of that move.
Edison: Well what can you do? Especially when he knows that certain people, not naming any names have got some money on him winning the match…
McNally: Shut up Eddie.
Latino rolls over onto his back, and performs a well-executed kip-up. He looks at Jonny, who is also up and whips him at the ropes. However Jonny reverses it, and Latino plunges into the turnbuckle. Jonny comes back, attacking Latino with a flurry of punches but Latino comes back, throwing Jonny in the corner and giving him some chest chops that come with the trademark ‘WOOOOO’ from the crowd. Latino lifts Jonny up to the top rope, wanting to hit a Superplex but Jonny resists. So Latino instead grabs Jonny by the neck, hitting the Switchblade Cut off the top turnbuckle!!!
McNally: Oh my God! Latino just destroyed Jonny!
Edison: It’s over, it’s over. Please say it isn’t over!
Latino hooks the right leg of Jonny, and the referee makes the count:
ONE
TWO
THRE-NO!!!
The crowd are gobsmacked, as well as Latino who looks at the referee. The referee innocently points to the foot of Jonny, which is draped across the bottom rope. Latino knows Jonny wouldn’t have had the strength to do such a move, and immediately points the finger at Damien who is on the outside. Latino drops to the outside, and chases Damien around the ring. The pass three turnbuckles, with Latino gaining on Damien before he slides into the ring, with Latino following. However Latino walks straight into the Silver Spade (Cross body into single arm side slam/Rock Bottom) and Jonny makes the cover. The referee counts:
ONE
TWO
THREE!
Philip: Here is your winner…Jonny Spade!
’Bodies’ by Drowning Pool hits again as Jonny slides out of the ring with Damien, who throw their arms in the air. Latino slowly makes it to his feet, glaring at the two, knowing that they clearly cheated to victory as he lunges forwards towards the ropes. The referee stops him getting any closer, and the two Untouchable members continue walking up the ramp, smirking and taunting the jeering fans as we fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:33:18 GMT -5
Segment: Neutral Respect (Credit: FSX/AK) Returning backstage, the match up next is enough to have people gasping in enthusiasm. Atomic Kitsune against Fallen Souls in a match recently announced as for the Light-Heavyweight title. This seems to be Ginger's way of finally ridding Fallen of the title, and of any chances of making it to the Main Event stage. The scene opens to a positive response to a pacing Fallen Souls, even though he'd like people to believe he isn't worried over his match, he obviously is. This is more then likely the most important match of his career after all, and even one screw up could send him down to the unspeakable mid-card hell forever. He seems to shun though thoughts from his mind though, leaning back against a wall to contemplate what exactly he could do..FSX: She's just too good for me, right? She said it herself after all... A main eventer for god's sake! She's beaten the invincible Yokoberg, the impossible to beat Ridley clean..even I couldn't do that, I was too busy being strangled by him of course... Damn it, what am I going to do?!? : Maybe you should stop worrying about my accomplishments, and start thinking of the positives. Fallen looks around for a moment, before spotting AK herself approaching. She seems to be more then ready for the match, and of course has absolutely nothing to lose. That alone makes him back up for a moment, before smirking for a moment.FSX: I guess you've got a point, I've proved everyone wrong before. AK: True... It only lasted 16 days, but who’s counting? Fallen's appearance becomes a bit more filled with rage by the comment, not liking any shots at his failed international title reign.AK: After all, it's a known fact that everyone who has held the international title made it to the Main Event stage soon after they lost it, right? Everyone who stuck around anyway. What's your excuse? FSX: It wasn't my fault I lost it! It was an upset, and a bad day for me. I'm better now then I ever was then, you'll see! AK: I will, will I? I really would like to think so, Fallen, but I’ll believe it when I see it. You’re going to have to meet me in the middle on this, and I don’t intend to go easy on you. Fallen now looks to be full of energy, staring seemingly directing at Atomic's soul. Yes, her soul.AK: You just have to admit your limitations Fallen, you'll never be able to make it with all that doubt. If you can’t shake that in the next few minutes, I'll just be earning myself another title, a rather nice one at that don't you think? FSX: Like hell you will! I'll show you and everyone alright? I'll go out there and do what I've done before, upset people who have underestimated me and been overly cocky themselves! I'm leaving here tonight with the Light-Heavyweight Title, and a trip to the place I've always been meant to be! You'll see! AK: Where’s that, then? Disneyland? Fallen glares.AK: All right, that was harsh. Fair enough, prove me wrong… I’ll see you out there. With that, She smiled for a moment and left a completely re-energized FSX fuming. After a few moments, he calmed down and smiled shaking his head for a moment.FSX: I get it...you want me at the top of my game? Don't expect anything less. With that, he too walked off in the direction of the ring, ready again to prove all the non-believers he can do anything he puts his mind to.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:34:47 GMT -5
Match 6: ACW Light-Heavyweight Title Match Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune vs. Fallen Souls (Credit: BK) The show passes the halfway mark, and after an extended commercial break to allow the fans time to refresh themselves, the shot returns to the arena where Philip is waiting to speak once more.Philip: This match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Light-Heavyweight Championship, coming to the ring from London, UK, weighing in at 132 pounds, Atomic Kitsune. "I'm A Bomb" by Natasha Bedingfield hits and AK gets a fairly loud pop from the crowd. She struts down to the ring waving to the fans from side to side and then hops onto the apron. AK enters the ring and then hops onto the middle rope and salutes the crowd and hops down as she waits to encounter her Light-Heavyweight Championship.Philip: And her opponent, from Seoul, South Korrrrrroohhhhhh NO! Get that thing away, away I tell you!! The fans are totally bemused, and then those at the very front start to laugh. The camera swings, and focused on a small, black, moving object pattering down the ramp. Richard Parker jumps with feline grace into the ring, and walks around, meowing. There’s more laughter as Philip tries to back off. AK puts her hands on her hips.AK: What are you doing out here? I fed you earlier. Has Latino been throwing beer bottles at you again? Richard Parker just meows, and stalks closer to Philip, who is now jammed up against the turnbuckle. Someone in the sound booth adds a snippet of the theme from the Twilight Zone to a close up of the cat. Alicia walks up to Richard Parker and shoos him out of the ring.AK: He’ll leave when he gets bored. Just ignore him. Philip doesn’t look convinced, but makes a second attempt at his announcement anyway.Philip: Oh, all right. And her opponent, from Seoul, South Korea, weighing in at 192 pounds, oh for heaven’s sake he’s in my bloody CHAIR now, sod off you little… um, I mean, he is the Light-Heavyweight Champion, Fallen Souls! "Eden" by To Destination hits and the audience gives FSX a good reaction, he steps through the curtain and he is seen pulling a leash and at the end of the leash is a dog. As the camera closes up in on the name tag we see that the dog is named Dave Chapelle. FSX also wears the Light-Heavyweight Championship around his neck like the tag of the dog. FSX releases the dog and it runs around the ring and chases Richard Parker from where Philip would normally sit; Philip slides out of the ring and holds back Dave as Richard Parker jumps into the arms of a fan. Secretly he pats him on the head and then gives him a dog treat.Philip: Good riddance…. little bastard. Dogs are proper pets. FSX is standing on the outside of the ring as he looks at AK who is standing in the squared circle. He removes the Light Heavyweight Championship from around his neck and then stares into the ring. Philip attaches the leash of Dave Chapelle to the ring post and then pats his head for chasing off Richard Parker. FSX drops the belt on the outside and slides into the ring and the bell finally sounds.Bell Rings. FSX enters the ring and the two superstars begin to exchange hands in the center of the ring, FSX gets the upper hand on AK and gets her into the corner where he takes advantage by shoulder thrusting her violently into the corner. FSX then whips AK into the opposite corner with high velocity and AK ricochets off the turnbuckles and FSX sprints toward her but she boots him in the face, knocking him down to one knee. AK then moves up to the middle rope and stands from there, as FSX get up to a vertical base AK attempts to dive off the top rope for a Tornado DDT but FSX tosses her off of him and she lands on her feet. AK now goes for a Spinning Heel Kick but FSX ducks, he grabs her from behind in a waistlock and attempts to hit a German Suplex but she counters that into a roll up and almost gets a three but FSX kicks out. FSX rolls out of the ring and begins to slap his head Curly style from The Three Stooges and says "Whoop-whoop-whoop-whoop!" to get a laugh out of the crowd. FSX pulls himself together and rolls back into the ring; AK rolls her eyes and has a confident swing in her step as she approaches him. FSX raises his arm up for the test of strength against AK and AK raises her arm also. They lock one set of hands together and then they lock the other, the two begin to struggle against each other and FSX thinks he is winning but as he opens his eyes he glances at AK across from him smiling. AK now uses her force and FSX begins to drop to his knees and he starts screaming, FSX now sits down and judo flips AK over him with the hands still locked. Both superstars bridge up with their heads at the same time before the referee counts for the double pin, showing great in-ring instinct. FSX flips backwards and is now mounted over AK and has the hands still locked and now her shoulders pinned down. The referee counts one....two...th-- but AK gets her shoulder up. FSX begins to rise up to his feet to get AK pinned down harder but AK locks her legs around the neck of FSX, her right leg on the left side of his neck and her left leg on the right side. FSX is stuck now and AK uses her legs and kicks FSX in the face before placing her leg, she then thrusts her foot in FSX's face again and FSX releases the locks on the hands. FSX holds his nose and AK kips up to her feet and she attempts to clothesline FSX over the top rope but FSX ducks and lifts her over the top rope. AK lands on the apron just barely and FSX turns around and sees AK before receiving a stiff elbow to the face. FSX recoils back and then he runs to the ropes adjacent to the apron AK is on and springboards off it and hits AK with a missile dropkick off the apron. AK falls to the outside and she holds her back in pain. FSX rises up and wipes the blood from his busted lip and slides to the outside of the ring. FSX picks up AK and sets her up for a Scoop slam and slams her hard on the thin padded mat on the outside. FSX then drops a hefty leg on the tracheal area of AK before tossing her back into the ring. AK rolls into the ring and slowly staggers to her feet. FSX hops onto the apron and begins to climb to the top rope. He perches himself, standing 4 feet over AK and as AK looks up he attempts a Diving Crossbody but she ducks in the nick of time and FSX crashes and burns. FSX rises up quickly but is holding his abdomen, AK sees this opportunity to run up and hit a very impactful Enziguri to the side of FSX's head which echoes throughout the arena. FSX drops down knees first and then lands on his face as if he had been shot in a James Bond video game. AK rolls FSX over on his back and hooks the leg and the referee counts one, two, th-- but FSX kicks out. AK can't believe it and she picks up FSX and attempts to toss him over the ropes but FSX counters it and attempts to send AK over the ropes but instead AK's neck gets tangled within the middle and top rope. AK begins to scream as the tight ropes begins to choke her and the referee rushes over to her and attempts to get her free. FSX rises up from the ground and he begins to approach AK where she is tangled and frees her, showing good sportsmanship in which the crowd applauds.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:36:58 GMT -5
FSX helps AK up in the middle of the ring and asks if she is ok and feels her neck, AK nods and says she is ok. At that moment FSX wastes no time and he kicks her in the gut and plants her, face first, into the mat with a Evenflow DDT. AK looks out cold and FSX could pin her but he just looks down at her and then continues to whipe the blood from his busted lip. He then kicks AK onto her stomach and now FSX locks in the dreaded Dragon Clutch. FSX shows plenty of intensity in his face as he continues to put pressure on AK. The referee raises AK's arm up once and it falls down to the mat, the referee then raises it up again and it drops to the ground and a smile grows across the face of FSX. The referee raises AK's arm again and it stays in the air showing some signs of life, FSX looks down with an expression that says, "What the fuck?". The crowd begins to chant for AK and FSX puts one of his finger on his lips and tells them to shh, AK seems to feed off the crowd and she rises up and tosses FSX off of her back. AK rises up, holding her neck and takes FSX down with a clothesline. FSX gets back up and he receives another, AK then finishes him off with a back body drop when she hears a ringing. She is just as puzzled as the referee is and AK approaches her coat that is hung up on one of the ring posts and takes out her cellphone.
AK: I thought I turned this off…Hello?....Oh hey Nick, What's up?
FSX rises up to his feet and he sees AK carrying on a conversation during the match with him, with the thought she doesn't take him seriously FSX is now livid.
FSX: Hey!
AK points to the phone, signaling she is talking and then she tells him to wait.
AK: Gosh...so rude. He sees I'm on the phone....yeah that's FSX.... the Korean one, that was Hunter you were trying to pull at the wedding…what, FSX? I don't know if he's single. No, I'm not going to ask him.
FSX's patience begins to wear thin and he charges at AK but AK catches him off guard with a one handed Arm drag, tossing FSX across the ring. FSX gets up again and charges at her and she hits him with a drop toe hold onto the middle ropes, which makes the fans laugh with its sheer casual nature. And then climbs to the top rope where her coat is located.
AK: Yeah, I’m actually really busy now, but I'll talk to you later, so you’ll call me, yes? No, I'm not going to ask him!
AK hangs up and places the phone back in her pocket and runs across the ropes and does a handstand on the top rope before flipping, attempting to hit the Kitsune Kick but FSX moves out of the way just in time. AK lands on the apron and FSX rakes her in the eyes. As she is blinded for the moment, he steps onto the apron and puts his head under her arm. FSX then hits the Rainbow STO off the apron. Both superstars land hard on the ground and the crowd chants "Holy Shit" as for the moment, no one is moving. The referee now begins to count for the count out and slowly both superstars begin to stir, FSX and AK begin to slowly get up and by the count of 8 both are back into the ring. AK and FSX stagger to their feet and FSX kicks AK in the abdomen, he then bounces off the ropes and attempts the Silence Scissors Kick but AK moves out of the way. AK then kicks FSX and attempts the Falling Star (Pedigree) but FSX backbody drops out of it. AK begins to get up again and FSX bounces off the ropes and takes AK with a Sunset Flip Pin but FSX maneuvers it into a Single Leg Crab. AK screams in pain as FSX continues to put pressure on the leg and then he quickly maneuvers that into the STF. He now wrenches on the face of AK and AK attempts to grab the ropes but it looks like the pain is too much for her, FSX surges with adrenaline, he’s so close…
??: Hey, nice job FSX!
Everyone turns to see all the Capitalists making their way down to the ring
Kalb: We thought you might like some moral support.
Fitzharris: And some advice, from experts like us. Are you sure you’ve got that properly locked- oh wow, a puppy!
They notice Dave Chapelle tied up to the ring post and they begin to play with him, smacking him in the face and Dave begins to get angry but cannot attack them due to begin chained/tied to the ring post. FSX looks incredibly annoyed.
FSX: Would you excuse me for a moment?
AK: Of course.
FSX releases the hold and then rolls out of the ring backwards, Kane style. FSX then walks up to the Capitalists and he decks Kalb in the face, Kevin attempts to attack him and he gets dropped with a stiff kick to the head also.
FSX: Could I PLEASE finish my match without any more interruptions?!
Both begin to get to their feet and FSX releases the hound, Mr. Burns style and The Capitalists race up the stage and to the back, running from the vicious Dave Chapelle. FSX takes a bow as the fans laugh themselves silly and applaud.
FSX rolls back into the ring and then attempts to pick up AK but AK throws his arms apart and kicks him in the gut. She now goes for the Fox Flip but FSX holds her up in backdrop position. He then manuvers her and it appears he is about to go for the Kitsune-Tsuki Driver, non-avalanche style, AK slips off FSX's shoulders and pushes him into the corner. FSX turns around and AK runs toward him and he smashes her face first into the top turnbuckle with a Launch Kick. AK holds her nose and drops to the ground. FSX climbs to the top rope and goes for the Defiance of Death but AK rises up and pushes his legs off the top rope. AK then climbs up to the top rope with FSX and puts him in Electric Chair Drop position. AK then slams FSX to the mat and she goes along with him and both are out in the middle of the ring. The referee begins to count and neither superstar is moving...AK begins to stir and rise to her feet around 8…she is up to one knee and then collapses on the ground. The referee counts the 9 and then finally the 10 and the bell now sounds.
Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen, due to circumstances where both superstars didn't reach to their feet by the count of 10, the result of this match is a double knock out and STILL Light Heavyweight Champion, Fallen Souls!
"Eden" blares throughout the arena and the crowd couldn't be more disappointed at the result of this match. The referee begins to check on both superstars to see if they are alright and both of them show signs of life. Atomic begins to rise up and she looks down at FSX, she then extends her arm to FSX and he looks up smiling and accepts her hand as she helps him up. AK slaps the cheek of FSX very lightly and friendly and smiles as she exits the ring. She then retrieves Richard Parker from the fan in the crowd and heads to the back, calling it a day while back in the ring FSX celebrates with his Light Heavyweight Championship to a decent ovation.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:38:20 GMT -5
Match 7: Senatorial Stipulations Match Hunter vs. The Senator The next match is one which has all the fans talking; an extra table is prepared at ringside, and three smartly dressed judges arrive and take seats at it. Once they’re comfortable, Philip enters the ring.Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a “Senatorial Stipulations” match, which has special rules as follows. The match is based on an MMA format; there are three judges whom will assess the competitors performance, and if the match does not conclude within its half hour time limit, they will have the task of determining the winner. Leaving the ring is forbidden and will be classed as a fall; any interference or use of weapons will result in immediate disqualification. The match can only be won within the time limit by securing two consecutive falls against the opponent, and each must be different; falls are awarded for pins, submission, Ringouts or KO. The fans chatter a little, digesting the information that has been confirmed to them, but they quickly start cheering as “Painkiller” hits.Philip: Introducing the first competitor…. From Rochester, NY, and a member of the Senatorial Stable….Hunter! Hunter walks out into the spotlights; he looks a little flushed, as if he’s only just completed his match preparations. He holds his arms in the air, saluting the fans, but everyone can see just how seriously he’s taking the match; he enters the ring and stretches a little, doing his best to keep focused.Philip: And his opponent, he is the current leader of the Senatorial Stable….. “Senator” Steve Philips! ”Hail to the Chief” plays, and the Senator gets a loud and warm welcome from the fans as he stands under the tickertape cascade. He looks confident as he approaches the ring, and having set the terms of the match, he has a right to be so; he gets into the ring, and Philip takes his leave. Both referee and timekeeper wait for the judges to indicate that they are ready, and there is a cheer as the referee calls for the bell.Bell Rings. The fans would have been thrilled to see just a straightforward one-on-one match between these two superstars; as it is, they are about to witness a unique battle of both physical and mental skill. The three judges seated at the extra table at ringside watch very closely as Hunter and Senator start to circle; they are both weighing the pros and cons of making an energetic start against a more cautious approach calculated to let their opponent wear themselves down. Hunter’s instincts are to attack hard and fast… but he knows that this is what the Senator will expect from him, and so he controls his temper, approaching his opponent carefully. The two men meet in the centre of the ring, and go toe to toe with one another; many forearm blows are traded, until the Senator tires of this and switches to his famed chops (accompanied by suitable sound effects from the fans.) Hunter has waited for this to happen, and he sidesteps after the first few blows, grasping the Senator’s arm and twisting it behind him. The Senator instinctively turns to free himself, and as he goes so Hunter pulls him close and delivers a string of knees to the gut, before using a swift suplex. The fans are impressed, and cheer; the Senator, though, is back on his feet very quickly indeed, and Hunter barely even sees the first of the Senator’s crossfire crescent kicks before it connects with his face. Using his full energy to devastating effect, the Senator smashes Hunter back and forth until he drops to a knee, and the Senator concludes with a running enziguri that pitches Hunter forward with a loud thump on to the canvas. Though he’s largely making a point to Hunter, Senator never wastes a chance for a fall, and he pins for slightly more than a 2 count, which the judges note. The crowd, hugely impressed, chants “Senator! Senator!” as Hunter pulls himself back up to his feet. He meets the Senator’s gaze and simply nods, as if saying, “All right, I won’t underestimate you, but I’m just getting started.” The Senator smiles with satisfaction, and the two men move in for a fresh round. Some more basic hand to hand combat ensues, as the pair search for a gap in their opponent’s defences to exploit. This quickly changes into a grappling situation; The Senator has slightly more drive and begins to push Hunter back, and Hunter responds with a gut kick and then a powerbomb – which the Senator expertly counters into a triangle choke, to a pop from the fans. Hunter keeps his cool and break free after 10 seconds or so, but in his mind he’s struggling to decide whether to stick with a restrained style or shift into a stronger attacking phase. With the Senator controlling the pace of the match, Hunter’s heart overrides his head, and he tries to whip the Senator into the ropes; the Senator smoothly reverses, but Hunter adapts to events and rebounds, ducks under the Senator’s swinging kick, hits the much closer ropes on the opposite side and THEN launches into the spear when the Senator has very little time to prepare a response. The crowd roars as Hunter springs back to his feet; the Senator follows as swiftly as he can, but Hunter’s already going for the Dynamite, and it connects strongly. Hunter pins with all possible speed, and earns a 2 count; the fans are splitting into two camps now, cheering for their favourite and making a heck of a lot of noise in the process. Hunter’s heart lifts; he knows he needs the first fall to give himself momentum and stifle that of the Senator, and the noise of fans shouting and chanting his name fires him up. He’s alert enough to know that the Senator will spot the Shotgun a mile off, so he engages the Senator in a little more direct fighting, and then lashes out with an elbow strike that makes the Senator reel back. As fast as he can, pulse racing, Hunter lifts the Senator up on to his left shoulder, ready for the Phoenix exploder – but the Senator has a surprise waiting. Bursting back into life, he flips off of Hunter’s shoulder, and as Hunter turns around, the Senator strikes him in the side of the head, produces a lift as if for an Inverted Brainbuster, and completes the Victory Driver without batting an eyelid. The fans explode in shock and amazement at the huge move coming out of nowhere, and Hunter has no chance to recover in time to stop the Senator getting the 3 count. Philip: The Senator has secured one Pinfall… he now requires a submission, KO or Ringout fall for victory.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:40:04 GMT -5
Hunter picks himself up, and immediately has to go on the defensive as the Senator seeks to capitalize on his success; internally, Hunter is still recovering from the shock of realizing that the Senator feels confident enough to deploy one of his rarest and most powerful moves so quickly. The Senator, meanwhile, has his eyes set firmly on the second fall that he needs, and as soon as he’s able to knock Hunter down, he tries to apply the Tax Cut. Hunter, though, is galvanized into action, and rolls away and back to his feet; eager to keep the pressure on, the Senator comes after him again, but Hunter responds by blocking, getting the Senator into a headlock, and then completing the Thunderstorm combination. Hunter tries a cover, and gets somewhere close to a 2 count; he’s put himself into a risky situation, however, as the Senator strikes him with a forearm while they’re both on the mat, rolls out from beneath his foe, and puts Hunter into a Boston Crab. From here the Senator has the chance to transition into the full Tax Cut, and again Hunter has no intention of letting that happen; he claws the mat, and sees that he’s not far from the ropes. It takes a large effort, but Hunter manages to pull himself to the ropes before the Senator can fully apply the Tax Cut, and the referee forces the break; the Senator looks annoyed, and Hunter gets back on his feet as fast as he can, knowing that he can’t risk another pinfall attempt until he finds a way to fully subdue his opponent. The fact remains that the Senator has a strong advantage still, and he has options other than a submission victory open to him…
Always a powerful battler, it is nonetheless a spectacular sight when the Senator allows full rein to his stored strength; his speed and power are spectacular as he blazes into an all-out attack, trying to KO Hunter and end the match there and then. Driving Hunter into the corner, the Senator zeroes in on his body, and attacks his chest and abdomen over and over again, first with piston-like body blows, and then with knee strikes. Hunter tries to defend himself, but the Senator just attacks whatever body part is presented to him, so that Hunter’s arms and legs also start to ache; pulling himself together mentally, Hunter at last escapes by hopping to the second rope and leapfrogging the Senator, rolling through on landing so that the Senator’s kick behind him doesn’t connect. Still with adrenalin surging, the Senator pursues Hunter and knocks him down, and Hunter rolls back to his feet and backs off; the Senator goes after him, and the exact same process occurs – a swift knockdown, but no opportunity given for the Senator to lock in a submission. The pattern loops about 3 more times – the fans are confused, but then they see that Hunter is smiling, not exactly taunting the Senator, but simply killing time. And it’s having the intended effect; the Senator’s hormonal rush gives him great strength, but it’s short lived, and after the peak comes the trough. Hunter knows he’s taking a risk, and that the Senator’s endurance is legendary, but it’s his only realistic chance of turning the match around; he forces the Senator to lock up, and then hooks the arms for a suplex. He releases, and to the crowd’s amazement he doesn’t land on his back; somehow Hunter pivots back to his feet, and as the Senator hits the canvas, Hunter rushes forward and delivers an elbow drop. He sets up the APM more quickly than he’s ever done it before, and slams the back of the Senator’s head into the mat; he drops into a sitting position on the Senator’s chest using his legs to hold the Senator’s shoulders and grasping his foe’s arms to stop him raising them, and as such creates the pin in less than a second. The ref is already in position, and the speed of the whole thing gives Hunter the edge he needs; the Senator kicks and throws Hunter off, but it comes on just the wrong side of the 3 count.
Philip: Now Hunter has a Pinfall! The Senator is back to square one, and Hunter requires a submission, KO or Ringout to win!
The crowd, already in a state of high excitement, just gets even more hyped up; Hunter has turned the tide… but he’s still a long way from victory. The Senator doesn’t dwell on the situation, and as such Hunter doesn’t get so much as a second’s respite; he comes under attack again at once, and the Senator understands better than most people the brief period of complacency that can affect even the strongest competitors. For his part, Hunter is determined not to let the Senator back into the match; their battle is closely fought, and though his own stamina has improved exponentially, his respect for his stable leader and mentor means that he still is not absolutely sure that he can outlast him in a drawn out contest. Thus motivated, Hunter pours forth with all the power that he can muster, and takes the Senator on directly; the crowd thrills as they battle in the centre of the ring, and to their largely untrained eyes, the pair look to be giving and taking punishment in equal measure…
Hunter, however, is having a small epiphany, noticed only by a tiny handful of the most observant and clued – up fans. He’s landing plenty of shots, there’s no denying that, but as his strength starts to falter, Hunter realizes something of immense importance. He watches closely as a forearm connects with the Senator’s chest, and sees for the first time the subtle, almost invisible way in which the Senator alters his posture and the rhythm of his movements so that Hunter’s shot connects not close to the shoulder, where it could induce pain in the arm’s movements, but with the broader part of the chest where muscle and fat can absorb the blow in a less costly manner. With a flash of realization, Hunter starts to understand how the Senator can endure even the fiercest assaults; even when he’s not in control of the match, he’s always in control of himself. And just as his mind unlocks this secret, the Senator sees the momentary hesitation, and capitalizes brutally; Hunter takes a Partisan Kick out of nowhere, and his knees fail him. This time, the Senator won’t be denied, and he applies the Victory Lock II; Hunter is submerged under waves of pain, and struggles to the surface for air. The fans shout out for both men; Hunter grits his teeth and endures, but endure is all he can do, as he can’t escape the expertly applied hold. Pride keeps Hunter’s resolve strong, he can get out of this, still get the second fall… and then suddenly it hits him; he’s not in control, and he needs to be if he’s to find a way to win. In a restrained manner, Hunter indicates his submission, and the referee breaks the hold as Philip consults with the judges, and gives an update.
Philip: The Senator secures a Submission, but it was not consecutive with his first fall… he therefore still requires a pinfall, KO or Ringout for the win. The timekeeper has also requested that I inform you that this match has 6 minutes of allotted time left, and if a winner is not determined in that time the judges will make a decision based on what they have observed. Gentlemen, please continue.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:41:16 GMT -5
Both men return to their feet, and this time there is a pause. They look at one another, and then smile; they both know now that this match is about more than who wins or loses it. Their breathing is deep, an indication of the energy already expended; but they still have a spring in their step as they come closer to one another. There is more urgency in both men’s movements now, and the Senator takes a step toward his goal with a Liberaliser when Hunter’s punch misses him. He makes a rapid cover, and gets 2; Hunter shoves him off, and they track across the ring, trading punches and kicks. Hunter’s mind is working overtime; he is trying to apply the Senator’s technique to his own style, and though he knows that it will take him a long time to reach the Senator’s proficiency, he has enough success to reduce the amount of damage that the Senator is able to do. A couple of minutes pass, with both men using the full range of moves in their arsenals; Hunter narrowly dodges a second Partisan Kick, and the Senator just manages to escape from a vertical suplex lift before Hunter can complete the Shotgun. The breakthrough comes when the Senator goes for a whip to the ropes; Hunter reverses, and the Senator rebounds right into the Rage (F5 to Rock Bottom). The fans shout for the pin, but Hunter has a different idea; he puts on all the speed he possibly can, and puts the Senator into a Sharpshooter in the centre of the ring. It’s not a move that Hunter normally uses, and as such the Senator isn’t prepared for it; Hunter locks the move, and sets his face in a look of grim determination. The Senator tries hard to wrest himself free, but every effort is draining, and the clock is ticking; he knows that the three judges will reward Hunter more the longer he can maintain the hold. But if the Senator can get another pin, three falls to 2… there is only one sensible move to make. The Senator taps in a controlled manner, and the fans are all on their feet as the match storms toward a thunderous conclusion.
Philip: Hunter has earned a submission! A pin, KO or Ringout will win it for him, but there are only 2 and a half minutes left before the Judges take over! It’s still all to play for…
The crowd can barely contain themselves as Hunter and Senator pick themselves up; there is no pause or hanging back, and they throw themselves forward, calling on every last drop of skill that they possess in the chase for a final decisive fall. Hunter dropkicks the Senator, but gets a rib kick in the process and both men end up on the mat; they drag themselves back to their feet, and more forearms, elbows and kicks are sent forth, each man trying to score a decisive blow. Hunter succeeds first with a strike between the eyes, and pulls off an Elbow driver; he covers, but Senator gets an arm in the air at 2.5. They struggle to be the first one back to the vertical, and it’s desperately close – Hunter wins the race and charges for a shoulder tackle, but Senator jumps aside and trips his opponent. Hunter pulls himself up to his knees, and Senator moves behind him, taking hold for the gridlock. The fans are beside themselves; Hunter thrashes as the Senator fights to restrain his legs, but Hunter gets them clear and backflips out of the hold, thrilling the audience. Hunter is breathing hard, and loses focus for a moment; the Senator sees it, and his movements sharpen as he readies for the finishing blow. He closes in, and grabs Hunter, lifting him into the Filibuster… and then Hunter plays his ace, and reverses the move! The fans are beside themselves, but Hunter knows it won’t be enough; as the Senator starts to rise, Hunter rushes to the ropes and bounces off of them. His Yakuza Kick connects with the back of the Senator’s head just as the Senator is in a kneeling position, and the force is incredible; in his weakened state the Senator can’t withstand the strike, and keels over. Hunter makes the pin, leaving nothing to chance… and the referee counts the 1,2,3. The crowd roars in amazement, and even Hunter can barely believe it as the bell rings.
Philip: Here is your winner, as a result of 2 consecutive differing falls….. Hunter!
Hunter rises and quickly trips over his feet. He falls into the back corner and sits there, completely exhausted from the match. He may have won, but it has come at a price. He looks over at the fallen body of the Senator and sighs. He motions over to a cameraman, who in turn gives him a mic.
Hunter: Steve...you put on one of the best damn fights I've had in a long time.
The Senator begins to stir. He slowly rises to one knee, and Hunter helps him up the rest of the way.
Senator: So have you. And now, I graciously hand you the leadership position of the Senatorial Stable.
The both get to their feet and stand high and proud. Hunter slowly motions his hand toward Senator, and Senator grabs it and they shake to a whirlwind of applause behind them.
Hunter: So I guess I'm your boss now, right?
Senator: Not quite. I am unfortunately forced to leave ACW for a little while. This is not the final goodbye, I shall soon return. It is a brief hiatus, as my political career is rising rapidly and seeing more action. But do not worry, ACW. I will be back...and that my friends, is nothing, but the truth!
The audience gets to their feet and applauds the Senator, the match they just witnessed, and Hunter for successfully grabbing the torch. Hunter and Senator smile at each other, and then they slowly retreat backstage, where there will be much rejoicing as well as much sorrow. And in the end, isn't that what life is about?
Fade Out.
OOC Note: Ending events credit: Hunter.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:42:04 GMT -5
Segment: Fifth time’s a charm. (Credit: Jake Cheng)
Jake: What else do I have to do to get you to understand that BK London is a foul son of a bitch?
The crowd boos as we can see that Jake is sitting in a full Untouchables locker room. He is in his ring gear, waiting impatiently for his match. He’s been waiting a long time for this day. A little over a year to be exact.
Jake: I don’t think there is anyone in this business who has cheated the system more than BK. Well, not anyone who is still here anyway.
Who could Jake possibly be talking about?
Jake: First he screws me over a year ago at EOTR, but you have heard about that enough I bet. Then he gets the precious title he left me for, stripped. He probably went out drinking with Latino one night. So what does he do next? Suck up to the Chairmen until he wins the World Title. Holds that for a bit, but loses it in the end. Blah Blah Blah, BK does more stuff, wins titles, etcetera.
BK, we have had 4 singles matches since last years EOTR. You have kicked my ass every single time. I have improved much since we were an official tag team, but you have just improved faster than I have. And that is what pushes me harder. I will not lose five times in a row to you. It will not be acceptable. I will win.
Then Stan enters the locker room, listening to his MP3 player, but Jake doesn’t know that.
Stan: So, you think you’re Untouchable?
Jake: Oh, I know I am untouchable.
Jake turns around and sees Stan wasn’t trying to pump him up.
Jake: Stan, what did I tell you about listening to John Cena?
Stan: Not to?
Jake: No, you can listen to John Cena. He doesn’t make bad music, like everyone thinks he does. Just turn the volume lower, as people don’t appreciate good music as much as we do.
Stan: Ok. So, you ready for your match?
Stan puts his MP3 player in his gym bag and Jake gets to his feet.
Jake: Yeah, I am ready for the match. But you can’t come with me. I have to do this alone.
And with that, Jake leaves the locker room.
Stan: That has to be the worst way to leave a room if I’ve ever seen one.
Stan sighs and moves to turn off the camera.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:43:14 GMT -5
Match 8: ACW International Title Match BK London vs. Jake Cheng (Credit: Latino / AK) Three title matches remain on the evening’s card. The fans have already seen some superlative action, and they’re ready for more as Philip picks up his mic.Philip: This is a singles match set for one fall, and it is for the ACW International title! Introducing first, the Challenger… from Hong Kong, China, he is a member of the Untouchables… Jake Cheng! ”Through the Iris” by 10 Years plays, and Jake emerges from the back to a chorus of boos from the fans. He flips them off and stalks down to the ring; he has vengeance on his mind, and his stablemate has already proved that his opponent is vulnerable in his current condition. He get into the ring and paces around.Philip: And his opponent, from Brooklyn New York, he is the defending ACW International Champion… the Boy Wonder, BK London! ”Diamonds” hits, heralding BK’s second appearance of the night; the crowd boos him, clearly they aren’t fans of either the champ or his opponent. BK pays them no attention; he carries his belt over his shoulder, his pale red cast like a beacon to Jake that says “Hit me! Hit me!”.
BK enters the ring, and then forces Jake to wait as he ascends the turnbuckles; his expression is cool, and gives nothing away as to his condition following his loss earlier in the evening. The referee takes the belt and holds it up, and then passes it to the outside; the fans are keen for things to get moving, and the referee grants their wish, calling for the bell.Bell Rings. The sounds of the bell echo throughout the arena and Jake quickly goes for BK’s broken arm. He grabs it and attacks with a vicious elbow jab. London yells out in pain but strikes back with an elbow of his own to Cheng’s face. BK throws another after another and then whips Jake into the ropes. As Jake comes bouncing off the ropes he leapfrogs over BK’s head and lands back on his feet. Jake performs a sweeping kick along the floor knocking down BK and again attacks London’s arm. He keeps attacking with repeated elbow jabs until the Referee pushes him back. London rolls around as he grabs onto his reddened cast. Jake climbs the turnbuckle and dives off with a Dragon Splash but London rolls out of the way. Cheng slams hard into the mat with a loud THUD! The Referee is now counting up as both men are laid out in the mat. One! Two! Three! Four! At the sound of Four, London is the first to start moving and crawls over to the ropes trying not the bang his arm to hard against the mat. As he gets back up on his own two feet Jake now starts to stir. He rolls on his side and BK comes at him with a very high elbow, cast side of course, Both men yell in pain but for BK it was very much worth it. BK tries for a pin, but the referee doesn’t even get properly on his knees before Jake pushes him off. He gets up, and pulls BK up by his cast, making him wince in pain; Jake whips BK using the same arm, and clotheslines him down when BK returns. He gives his opponent a few stomps, and then pulls BK up again, inflicting more pain; BK is very angry, and boots Jake in the gut, but Jake takes the hit and gives BK the same in return before following up with a DDT. BK lands on his arm and bites his lip to stop himself crying out; with the tide firmly in his favour, Jake pulls BK over to the corner, and manages to set him up on the top rope. The fans yell for the Frankensteiner, and that’s exactly what Jake has in mind; he takes flight, but as he flips into the move, BK grabs the top rope with his good hand, just barely managing to hold himself. Jake ends up doing a backflip, and lands face down; at once, BK drops down to the mat and locks in the Make or Break it. The pressure of the move tells on both men – BK has to employ both hands, and the forces that are making Jake’s eyes water are also tearing through BK’s arm. Jake’s hand wavers, but he holds firm, and having landed close to the ropes, he slowly forces his way around until he can grab the bottom one. BK exploits the 5 count to the limit, but even he looks a little relieved when he releases the hold. Jake gets up – and is hit with a traditional swinging neckbreaker that drives him into the mat.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:44:29 GMT -5
BK drapes his arm over trying for a pin but Jake kicks out at the 2 count. He gets up again with help from the rope once again. Jake forces himself to his feet and lunges at London with a clothesline but BK ducks the move and pushes Cheng against the ropes. His cast covered arm wraps around and BK begins to rub the fiber-glassed cast with rabid intensity. Jake yells out and tries to break out but London has him stuck in this position and keeps scraping away. The cast now starts to gain back its reddened hue as blood starts to flow from Cheng’s forehead. BK forcefully pushes Jake down as the Referee finally breaks the two apart. The fans start booing more and more as London walks around the ring with a cocky attitude. As he turns around Jake leaps at him with a Spinning Cresten Kick right into BK’s cast ridden arm. London grabs as the pain surges through his arm. BK falls down to one knee and looks to his left only to see Jake’s heel strike him across the face with a Shining Wizard. BK falls down to his side from the blow and Jake lands on his feet.
Jake stalks BK as he hauls himself back into a standing position. He knows exactly what he wants to do, and he whips BK into the nearest corner. BK hits the turnbuckle hard, and Jake goes for corner clothesline – but BK sidesteps at the last moment, and Jake hits the turnbuckle himself, sternum first. Bk dashes to the opposite ropes and rebounds from them; Jake staggers out of the corner, and is met with an old “friend” – BK’s Yakuza Kick from Hell. The long term fans give a nostalgic cheer, and BK makes a pin which falls slightly short of the 2 count. Frustrated, BK shouts at Jake, ordering him to get up; Jake obliges, and rushes at BK – only to swerve away from him at the last second. BK is caught out, and turns – to find Jake springing into a moonsault from the ropes to BK’s right; he collides with BK, and crushes him with his weight, this being all the more painful as he lands on BK’s injured arm. The pain makes BK savage; he grasps Jake and again uses his cast as an abrasive, making the wounds trickle with blood once again. Jake, however, pushes away from BK and is the first on to his feet. He throws BK into the corner again, and this time BK isn’t fast enough to avoid Jake’s attack; Jake punches him a few times, and then hits a neat suplex. Even before BK lands fully, Jake is preparing his next move; he scoops BK up and powerbombs him, and his pin gets a count of 2.5 and a weak response from BK, who continues to lie on the mat.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:44:59 GMT -5
The fans are now chanting loudly “Jake! Jake! Jake!” and he raises his arms to the crowd as the blood drips down his face. The look of intensity runs down his face as he looks over to the turnbuckle and then back at BK London whom is still lying unconscious on the mat. The crowd now gives out a big pop as they make the connection. Jake grabs onto the turnbuckle and starts climbing up slowly as the fans’ chants increase a decimal with each passing second. Jake jumps off with The Final Chapter and nails it perfectly on BK London. Due to the impact Jake’s body recoils back up in the air a bit and falls back down onto of BK. He hooks the leg quickly for the cover and the Referee slides onto the mat and starts the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THR- kickout by BK London at the last second as the fans give out a big pop until they realize what happened. They all look confused and start to boo more and more. Jake looks around in surprise as to what happened and gives the Referee a look. Jake gets up quickly not wanting to lose momentum runs across the ring bouncing off the ropes. As he gets closer to BK he performs a Spinning Leg Drop catching BK on his neck. He tries for another cover but BK gets his arm up breaking the pin very early. Cheng stands BK up and whips him into the corner. He charges at him and jumps into the corner. Jake grabs onto Bk’s head and goes for a Tornado DDT but BK grabs a hold of Jake and as the two men spin around he shoulder blocks Jake into the corner. Jake nearly breaks in half and BK keeps his grasp on his Jake. His arms now lock and BK sends Jake flying halfway across the ring with an overhead Belly to Belly Suplex. Jake’s body rolls against mat as if he was thrown out of a car crash. London falls back and his broken arm hits the mat with a loud SMACK! BK gets back up and looks around to all the fans as they don’t hesitate to yell out obscenities to the champion. He starts stomping his foot and Jake slowly starts to get up. BK moves closer and closer and goes for a superkick but Jake ducks as the fans pop once again. BK spins around and grabs Jake. He quickly pulls off the Revolver and hooks both of Jake’s leg for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE- NO!!
The fans go mental, and BK is stunned; Jake very slowly gets up, and fixes BK with a look that says, “Not this time.” BK’s expression becomes as black as the ace of spades; his arm is giving him hell, and he realizes that in a way, Jake has won a victory against him. But BK is not about to concede the match; he hurls himself at Jake, battering away at him, and when the ref gets a little too close, trying to see if BK is using the cast as a weapon, BK “accidentally” clocks him with a stray blow. The referee drops, and BK slides straight out of the ring; he grabs a chair, shoving Philip off of his, and then amazes the crowd by throwing the chair to Jake. Jake drops it at once, thinking that BK’s trying to get him DQed; BK jumps back into the ring, and goes for a huge Superkick. Jake ducks… and as he straightens up again BK lashes out with his other leg; he connects with the back of Jake’s head, and Jake falls, striking the still – standing chair and crushing it with the top half of his body. The fans screech with anger as BK gets rid of the incriminating evidence, just as the ref comes around, and he smirks at the camera as the ref counts the pin…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!
Phillip: Here is your winner and STILL ACW International Champion…..BK London!
The crowd is completely furious at the result; BK takes his belt back, and rolls out of the ring. He looks as if he’s in a great deal of pain, and it’s clear that he couldn’t have withstood much more punishment. Jake sits up, his face pale; his disappointment is palpable, and the fans feel a surge of genuine sympathy for him. Kayfabe gets booted out of the window for a few moments, and a chant of “JAKE! JAKE! JAKE!” is quickly taken up around the whole arena. There’s no hostility to London in it; the crowd just wants to show its appreciation for his opponent, and even BK lets his mask slide, putting his arms up in the air and clapping, which triggers the same action from everyone else until the scene is truly something special to behold. Then normality re-establishes itself, and BK slaps the title belt before turning his back on his former partner; the fans start to boo him again, and Jake gets up on the middle rope, shouting defiantly about BK’s sneak tactics, as the show goes to commercials.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:48:24 GMT -5
Segment: The final time for training; The ticket to a new EOTR (Credit: FSX)
Though nearing the end of the night, that by no means signifies it being the end of the entertainment. With the Main Event still to come for the EOTR crown, alot of excitement is being built up everywhere. Backstage, it's known that both BK London and Davey Marvel are doing everything they can to be prepared to fight each other for that spot in the main event, BK especially considering he's already dealt with one match tonight. The real person that needs to keep all of his senses peaked though, is one Kudo Yasuda. Though Mr. KO has already defeated one giant tonight, there's a much greater match still to come. A match to crown an Emperor.
And it's a known fact that he is getting ready for his match, as himself and a must-be-exhausted Fallen Souls have been training every spare moment they've had. The scene itself if you enter the room has been very brutal. How brutal you may ask? Every developmental talent has been knocked out by a well practiced Yakuza Knee. How well practiced? We may never get to see Dean Bardo again. That well practiced.
As the camera finally makes it's way into the Training Center, or developmental room to some, Fallen Souls is seen sitting down off to the side, a nice big smile on his face knowing that Kudo could very well be ready to take down anyone he steps into the ring with right now. Kudo seems to be using a nice quick attack style, hitting a punching bag, well Tim Dwight is seen watching from a far nodding his approval. But of course, being Tim Dwight, it was only a matter of time before he interfered himself to give his two pence to the situation. Approaching Kudo, he stops hitting the bag and looks over, drenched with sweat and smirking accomplished.
Dwight: Your doing a good job son, really impressing me with all the moves your able to pull off here. You beat up the developmental boys without much of a trouble, and you still have most of your energy stored in, I haven't really seen this much potential since Steve Phillips himself. You got a good trainer.
FSX: He sure does, weeks of training have went into making him this much better. Everyone has been helping out, I think he's about ready to beat anyone.
Kudo: Yeah, i've never been able to move so fast and hit so hard after being in the ring for so long. I think i'm really gonna leave tonight the new Emperor of the Ring.
Dwight: Just about, but not quite. I've seen both London and Marvel work out here before and they could easily do most of what your doing. I know you got the youth, and maybe the speed, but you just don't have the heart.
FSX/Kudo: What!?!
Kudo takes a quick kick at Dwight in anger, but he's easily dodged and tripped to the mat. Fallen stares on at him coldly, but stays back, knowing he's already exhausted and training from Dwight would really help Kudo's chances tonight. Back to the short fight, Kudo kips up and backs away from Dwight, as if trying to find a weakness. Right when he assumes he's spotted one, Dwight himself rushes forward and nails Kudo with a stiff dropkick.
Dwight: You may be able to scout weakness in your opponent, but you leave yourself open to any attack when you do so! If your not fast witted enough in the ring, you really don't have much a chance even against a slower veteran.
Kudo snarls again, and charges at him in a kamikaze like way, before being tripped again and locked into a STF quickly. He tries to force his way out before giving up on that and being released.
Dwight: Your very good kid, but your not using enough psychology in the ring. Get into my head, or i'll always be in yours.
Both men make there way back to there feet, Kudo with his head tilted to the ground in disappointment. Fallen can be seen looking on with great interest in this, figuring he had taught Kudo enough to have good ring psychology. Turns out it was just brute force. Both Kudo and Tim then look at each other for a moment, before becoming at ease.
Kudo: I guess you've got a good point..When I enter the ring, I like to think I can get the job done quickly, but I try to finish it too quickly. Fallen told me how to scout them and not take them lightly, but he didn't teach me how to make them fear me.
FSX: I figured you could pull that off yourself...I guess I could of known better...
Dwight: It's really neither of your faults, Kudo should of learned this at his initial training. Why don't we spar for a bit then, and see if you can get into my head. If you can pull that off against me i'm sure you can against anyone else as well.
Kudo: Alright, let's do this then. I won't make the same mistake again.
"Textbook" is seen smiling for a moment, before getting back into his comfortable fighting stance. Kudo is already back to his quick attack stance, but it seems to have alot more accuracy this time. Both of them keep there distance, circling each other, before Dwight rushes forward, trying to hit a hard palm strike, being dodged quite easily. Kudo is able to take advantage of this short time that he has the advantage, and launches himself at Dwight. It appears he's a moment too late and gets hit with a spinning kick to the side of his leg, though this makes Kudo lose balance it doesn't stop him from grabbing Dwight and planting him with a Impaler DDT. Fallen looks really impressed at this, as Kudo smirks, keeping his eyes on Dwight the entire time. There doesn't appear to be much time for celebration though, as Tim attempts to launch himself up, one of his legs failing him. Kudo spots him in a kneeling position, and rushes forward delivering an incredibly accurate and incredibly hard Yakuza Knee to the side of Dwight's head. Fallen get's up, seemingly in shock, seeing Dwight crumple over out cold.
FSX: WOW!...Now that was an impressive hit. I mean, god, you could of killed him hitting him so hard... I guess it proves you've learned alot quickly though, and that you can really take out anyone. Man, that was a good shot!
Kudo : I guess so...You think I really killed him though? I mean, he looks dead. He just kind of fell over in a way that would be fitting of a dead man... Oh god, i've killed a man! NOOOOOOO!!
FSX: Uh, i'm pretty sure he's just out cold Kudo..you don't have to overreact. But that really was an amazing shot! Shook the building if you ask me! You know, we should do some sparring sometime! I want to see if you could take me out like that too.
Fallen laughs for a moment, and make his way over to a smirking Kudo. He seems to be moving to pat him on the back, before jumping back to dodge a punch swung at him by Kudo. Not realizing he didn't mean he wanted to spar right now, Kudo charges forward and plants FSX with a quick STO. Fallen rolls away, constantly trying to reason with him saying he meant to do it later but nothing seems to get through as he keeps coming at him. This leads to Kudo being lifted up in a flapjack way, and caught in a even-flow DDT. Thinking that that would end things, he lets his guard down, not realizing a stumbling Kudo had already bounced up and was running forward. Before he knew what hit him, Kudo's knee had rammed into his face, and Fallen was stumbling around the room, before ultimately leaning on Kudo. Kudo looks at him in disbelief, no longer attacking.
FSX: Please....stop...now..Your...match..need..resting for and stuff.
Kudo: Wow! Now that's really impressive, you didn't just get knocked out like everyone else usually is by my Yakuza Knee! This is why your really that good....damn, that's amazing! I have to go tell people!
Kudo attempts to leave, but FSX is stilling hanging onto him.
FSX: No...you should go rest for your match.. You can tell people after.
Kudo: Well..ok I guess, you coming then?
FSX: No..no..I have some more things to deal with...i'll catch up alright?
Kudo: Well...ok...See you later then Fallen.
After shrugging Fallen off his arm, they both smile at each other, and Kudo leaves to go take a short rest and recover his energy. Once he's gone, FSX keels over almost immediately next to Dwight, seemingly out of it completely. Though it's surprising he stayed up as long as he did, this was seen coming. Both of them lay there motionless as the scene fades to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:50:40 GMT -5
Match 9: ACW World Title Match - Untouchables Lumberjack Match RDK vs. Daredevil As the show returns from a commercial break, the shot is of the World Title belt hanging above the ring. The camera pans out to show multiple ladders in position at ringside, and Philip awaiting his cue in the ring itself.Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen, we have reached the first of our two main event matches tonight… it is a lumberjack ladder match, and it is for the vacant ACW World Title! The fans cheer loudly.Philip: Firstly, please welcome the lumberjacks for this match… the Untouchables! The fans boo and yell as the stablemates come out; Jonny and Damien lead, with Jake and Davey behind them, and Stan in the rear. They just smirk at the fans’ anger, and laugh and joke amongst themselves before taking up positions around the ring.Philip: Now, introducing the competitors… the first challenger, from Cardiff, Wales and being accompanied by WCW98…. the Real Welsh Dragon, Daredevil! ”Live and Let Die” plays, and the crowd boo very loudly as Daredevil comes out. He looks toned and well prepared for the match, and cuts an impressive figure that the fans have to grudgingly admire; WCW98 just seems amused by the reaction, and gives Daredevil a few last words of encouragement before he enters the ring. Daredevil looks up at the belt, imprinting it on to his consciousness, and only looks away when Philip starts to speak again.Philip: And his opponent, the second challenger… from Yellowknife Canada, you all know who I’m talking about, so get ready to go crazy… The fans are already going crazy. Obviously.Philip: The one and only… Macho Man R-D-K! ”Macho Man” hits at top volume, but it is still only just audible over the noise as RDK storms out on to the stage. He walks back and forth, raising the fans to a frenzy, and security readies itself for anyone getting carried away as RDK walks to the ring. The Untouchables form a barrier, and Daredevil can be heard taunting him, but RDK does not hesitate; he walks right up to them, and with the referee watching with the eyes of a hawk, the group has to let him pass by and enter the ring. RDK circles a couple of times, and then stops, and the crowd calms itself as the ref runs over the rules. Philip makes a quick exit, and with all in order, the referee signals to the timekeeper for the bell.Bell Rings. As RDK and Daredevil pace the ring, the microphones pick up the cat-calls and other shouts coming from the massed Untouchables; Daredevil smirks, and RDK is in no doubt just what a difficult situation he’s got himself into. The Untouchables, however, can feel a wave of sound battering their own backs; the fans are in no doubt who they support in this confrontation, and already chants of “RDK! RDK!” are surging across the arena. The gap between the two dissolves and suddenly things are underway; DD and RDK throw out huge forearm blows at one another, each extremely aware of how critical the early advantage could be in this match. RDK has perhaps the greater opening fire, and he delivers a slightly lucky shot that puts Daredevil off balance. Without pausing, RDK stays well to the middle of the ring, and whips DD to the ropes – DD rebounds into a Samoan Drop that makes the fans cheer loudly. RDK glances up at the suspended belt for a second, and then continues to work over DD, harrying him all the way back to his feet and then taking him straight off of them again with a vertical suplex. This time, DD is slower getting back up, and RDK can see that he’s making a little progress; he whips DD to the ropes again, but DD ducks his clothesline attempt and halts himself at the ropes. The Untouchables shout and jeer, and RDK hesitates – but only for a second. Realizing that he can’t allow the stipulations to hold him back, he marches over and engages DD on the ropes. The Untouchables start to shift closer, but the referee is alert for any direct interference, and RDK succeeds in suplexing DD back into the centre of the ring. He delivers an elbow drop to DD’s chest, and then scoops up his opponent for a piledriver. The fans wince a little, and DD looks badly dazed as RDK gets up. He’s got the upper hand at the moment, but it’s useless to him without the ladder he needs to gain access to the belt… and those are lying at either side of the ring. Like it or not, he’s going to have to go into enemy territory. DD is one hell of a tough customer, and RDK knows that he will be up and about very quickly even after the working over that he’s received. RDK taunts the Untouchables, drawing them as tightly together as he can, and then dashes across the ring, sliding out on the opposite side. He grabs a ladder, and his ploy almost works, but Jake Cheng moves with incredible speed and blocks his path. RDK holds up the ladder to defend himself, but the Untouchables have weight of numbers, and as Stan and WCW grab an end each, Jake handsprings over the ladder (drawing a small pop from the fans in the front) and lays into RDK from behind. The fans boo furiously; back in the ring, DD has recovered with surprising speed even given his track record, and the more astute fans work out that he has deliberately allowed RDK to believe he has more of an advantage than was the case, so that he would put himself in the firing line by going to the outside. RDK is forced to let go of the ladder to defend himself, and as soon as he does so Stan and WCW hurry it forward to the ring edge, where DD is waiting to collect it. He pulls the ladder in and sets it up with a practiced hand; the fans shout out in alarm, and as RDK sees Davey and Jonny leaving their allotted sides to join the beatdown, his anger and energy surges, and he busts through the lumberjacks, diving back into the ring. DD is about a third of the way up the ladder, and RDK doesn’t try to chase him; instead he pushes the ladder over, and DD drops back to the ring as it falls, looking very annoyed indeed. With the ladder laying against the top rope at an angle, RDK runs straight at it and passes DD as he runs up the rungs; DD is facing away from the ladder and so loses sight of RDK for a second or two. When he sees him again, the Macho Man is moonsaulting off of the ladder at the point where it touches the ropes; the moonsault connects, and the fans cheer with delight as RDK rolls to his feet, and points upward at the suspended belt.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:51:26 GMT -5
Jonny tries to grab the end of the ladder as RDK takes hold of it, but RDK pulls it up and away just in time. He sets the ladder back up, and sees that DD is already getting up; but he knows that as the match continues his loss of energy will make victory more and more difficult, and so he makes an attempt to win everything there and then, ascending the ladder confidently. The Untouchables yell at DD, who gets up and starts to climb after him; DD is very agile, and catches up to his foe at about the three – quarter mark. RDK does his best to kick him away, and DD is forced to swing out and climb up the side to draw level with his opponent; they exchange a few wild punches, but hanging on is difficult, and the crowd screams as they slip about half of the way back down again. DD rakes RDK across the eyes, and to the fans’ dismay RDK tumbles back down to the mat; DD doesn’t look back as he rockets up the ladder, all the way to the top. The gold is reflected in his pupils as he sees the belt in front of him – but then the ladder jars, and DD looks down to see that RDK is about to kick the ladder down again. Seeing that the belt is very securely tied, DD takes a decision; instead of pursing the belt directly, he raises his arms, and then makes the crowd roar as he launches into a swanton bomb right as RDK topples the ladder again. RDK is watching the ladder, not DD – and by the time he sees that DD is not on it, it’s too late to take evasive action. The crowd cries out as DD connects with RDK, and both men lay on the mat in the aftermath, only dimly aware of all the noise around them.
DD staggers back to his feet; he’s still dizzy, and he also sees that the ladder has taken damage in the second fall. He slides out of the ring, and grabs a replacement with the assistance of the lumberjacks; this he slides into the ring on one side before returning to his foe, who is struggling back to his feet. DD opts to implement a further stage of his plan; he whips RDK to the ropes, and WCW slyly pulls down the centre one so that RDK falls out of the ring. The Untouchables immediately go to work, WCW and Stan beating on RDK with fists and feet for about 10 seconds before shoving RDK back inside the ring. At once, DD repeats the move, this time to the opposite side where Damien and Jonny give RDK similar treatment, much to the fans’ disapproval. DD almost looks relaxed, taking a rest while his stablemates do the dirty work; Davey and Jake gesture and indicate that they want a go, so when Jonny and Damien are done, DD waits for RDK to try and rise back to his feet and then drags him over to another side of the ring. He makes use of his Fujiwara armbar – setup to punt RDK to the outside again, but – no! At the last second, RDK counters the move into a hip toss, and Davey and Jake suddenly find 225lbs of teammate hurtling toward them at speed. There’s a pile-up, and the fans laugh and cheer; RDK of course has no time to wait and see the outcome. He’s already going for the fresh ladder – but this time Jonny is the faster, and RDK gets involved in a tug of war for possession of the metal. The crowd yells, and shouts even louder as DD rolls back into the ring – with a glint in his eye, he grabs the bent original ladder and takes aim. RDK doesn’t sense the danger in time, and is clubbed across the back with the ladder; DD hits him again, and RDK drops to his knees, kneeling in front of the second ladder. Quickly, DD runs in and lifts RDK up – he nails the stunt bomb on to the metal frame, making the crowd yell in dismay and shock, and RDK looks almost out of it. DD raises his arms, and listens to the boos of the crowd and cheers from his stablemates with equal delight.
Having put RDK out of the picture temporarily, DD then has to shift him from on top of the serviceable ladder. He hauls RDK off, and picks up the ladder, carefully setting it up; he checks RDK is still dazed and then starts to climb up. His ascent is slower, however, due to fatigue, and the crowd roars with joy as RDK suddenly stirs, kips up, and points at DD; the Untouchables try to warn DD, but RDK is on an adrenalin kick, and he rushes to the ladder and starts climbing. DD is shocked to realize he’s in danger of being overtaken, and increases his pace; the pair of them contrive to met about two thirds of the way up, and the fans shriek as RDK and DD slug it out. Things hang on a knife edge, and as everyone watches, RDK grabs DD and then stuns the entire arena by jumping into a Macho Slam. It’s a long way down… and the noise on landing is thunderous; DD gasps for air, lying on the canvas, and RDK too pays the price for the stunt, struggling up to his feet but unable to capitalize on DD’s incapacitation. He stumbles and gets too close to the ropes; the referee is checking on DD, and Jake sneakily trips RDK so that he crashes down on to his front, just in front of the post. DD, sensing weakness, pulls himself to his feet and then to the corner; he ascends, and prepares for a corkscrew moonsault. But as he commits to the move, RDK rolls to his feet; he lashes out with a superkick, and hits DD in mid air. DD is spun round by the motion and lands awkwardly; the crowd cheers, and RDK smiles… and then keels over, the effects of the match starting to take their toll.
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